-no more

it's a long journey

to your heart and back to mine

so long i doubt i will ever make it

but still i choose to try

walk that path

rocky roads, stormy weathers

just to have a glimpse

of what could become of us

i hate my mum. i'm sorry. i hate my mum.

i almost inflicted it upon myself again. i had to control.
i've much more things to think about. god dammit.

i screamed, shouted. till my bro shut me up. and her.
i cannot stand it. she then links it to my room.

"IF YOU HAVE NOTHING TO SAY, DONT TALK ABT MY ROOM, DAMMIT"

"EVERYTHING I PAY,"
"WHAT DID YOU PAY FOR"
"WHATEVER IT IS, THE MONEY COMES OUT FROM MY POCKET"
"NO, IT CAME OUT FROM MINE"
silence.

just shut up and stop touching my things ever again.

alright, this is lame. cos days aft, things will blow over, and i'll be back to
LOVING MY MUM.
right -.-

DANCED- 9:22 PM